I knelt by the door eagerly awaiting my mistress' return. My anticipation levels ran higher than normal as my mistress had promised me she would bring back a surprise. As the time ticked by, my mind floated leisurely to a myriad of suppositions...a new flogger perhaps, or those weighted nipple clamps my mistress had oh so casually mentioned one day. Suddenly, my hearing pricks as my mistress' distinctive heels click down the hallway. Something is off though, it almost sounds as if there are two sets of footsteps heading towards me. I hear a muffled comment followed by light laughter and my heart leaps into my throat as my suspicions are confirmed. My mistress has brought back a guest.
I whip my gaze to the floor as the door handle turns and my mistress and the mystery guest enter the room. I am dying to sneak a peak at the stranger but better judgement prevails and I manage to keep my eyes downcast. I can hear my mistress walk across the room, open the toy cabinet, and come back to stand in front of me.
A brown leather riding crop moves down past my sight line to sit under my chin. A few gentle taps and my mistress gives me permission to look up. My jaw almost drops as I see the glorious creature my mistress brought back to play.
"Eyes on me, Pet." I swiftly comply. "Do you remember your safe word?"
"Yes Mistress. Hurricane."
"Very good, Pet. Now, you will refer to our guest as Lady K or My Lady. You will obey her as you would obey me for the duration of the scene. My Pet has pleased me recently and I have seen fit to bring back someone who will bring us both pleasure. Now, kiss her ring to seal your obedience."
I catch My Lady's proffered hand and kiss her delicate ruby and diamond ring. As I do, I can't help my eyes widening in surprise as the magnitude of this gift from my Mistress settles over me.
My Mistress then motions me over to the St. Andrew's Cross against the far wall. Fuck Yes. I can't help but think as my Mistress digs her fingernails into my chest, backing me up slowly towards the cross and my impending exquisite torture. Her eyes lock with mine and I am straight up mesmerized by her power until my back presses against the smooth wooden frame. My Mistress straps down my wrists and takes care to rake her fingernails down my arms when she's finished securing me, making goosebumps follow in their wake. Lady K meanwhile has secured my waist as well as my legs at both the thigh and the ankle with thick black straps so I am effectively immobilized from the waist down.
Mistress reviews Lady K's work and smiles.
"You've secured Pet well, Kitten. Now, kneel and watch Mistress warm them up."
Lady K drops to her knees a few feet in front of me. The perfect position to watch my Mistress' sweet torment of her Pet. And, coincidentally, the perfect position for me to see the affect my Mistress' ministrations had on Lady K. I felt myself start dripping at the thought of watching Lady K's and My Mistress' desire build.
My Mistress brings me back to the present. "Eyes on me, Pet. Count and thank your mistress after each strike."
My Mistress starts slowly, medium strikes to my thighs and stomach. As my Mistress gradually hits her stride, the blows rain down on my body and chest, though carefully avoiding my nipples. Adrenaline courses through me and I revel in the concentrated stinging blows my Mistress gifts me.
Every once in a while, I catch a glimpse of Lady K beyond my Mistress. A slight rosiness tints her cheeks and her hardened nipples are evident as she draws in deep breaths. Her desire is dripping, slicking her thighs.
Finally, as my pain is reaching a crescendo, my count falters, and my words of thanks turned almost to pleas of mercy. My Mistress graciously ceases her machinations and presses a kiss to my forehead, damp with sweat Cupping my cheek she says, "Nicely done, Pet. Do you think you can take more for me?"
My heart swells and I nod my head, "Yes, Mistress." Nothing makes me happier than a chance to make my Mistress proud. "Good Pet" she responds, caressing my cheek.
To my surprise, my Mistress turns to Lady K. "Kitten, would you be so kind as to fetch clothes pins, a small leather bit, and the two vibrators in the top drawer of the toy chest."
I bite back my grin and swallow the lump in my throat by the time my Mistress turns back to me, leather bit in hand. As she places the bit between my teeth my Mistress whispers in my ear, "New neighbors, Pet. Let's give it a week before the first noise complaint." The bit is large enough to muffle noise but small enough to be able to talk around it and mostly close my lips. Satisfied, my Mistress turns to Lady K.
"Now Kitten, time for you join us. Prepare Pet's chest for my next attentions."
My breath caught in my throat as Lady K approached me, her athleticism shown in every graceful movement.
Unexpectedly, she starts not at my chest, but with a light brush of her lips to mine. I stiffen at the unexpected touch. She looks into my eyes and says "Relax Pet. I am going to make you feel so fucking good."
"Fuckkkkkk." I groan out as I melt back into my bonds. "Thank you, My Lady."
Lady K proceeds to trail soft, almost decadent kisses across my cheek, wrapping around my neck to my collarbone. My heart stutters and I clutch the straps securing my hands as my Lady presses her tongue flat, in the center of my chest and drags it in a slow line upwards, ending with a kiss that leaves me breathless.
Lady K laughs and steps away to look at my Mistress. "Mistress, you never told me Pet was so sensitive. I haven't even reached their nipples and they can barely keep it together."
My Mistress grins wickedly and lashes out with the crop still resting in her hand. One swift blow to each nipple and to my clit. Each blow driving the recently delivered pleasure from Lady K back to the far recesses of my nerves.
I swiftly suck in my breath and hiss it out between my teeth, clenching my jaw tightly. "Remember Pet," My Mistress admonishes "your pleasure and pain are mine to give and take as I see fit. Therefore, you will not climax without asking for permission. Is that clear?"
My verbal response was a calm, albeit muffled "Yes Mistress" but my inner mind the word "fuck" was being repeated at rate that would both alarm and impress a sailor.
"Very well. Kitten, you may resume playing with Pet."
"Thank you, Mistress!" Lady K says almost gleefully as she moves back to me. Wasting no time, this round, she sucks my left nipple into her mouth while rolling my right nipple in her fingertips. I groan and bite down into the bit as Lady K expertly undulates her tongue around my nipples, switching back and forth to make sure each get equal attention. Sweat beads my skin and desire drips down my thighs as I gaze over Lady K's head to where my Mistress stands watching. My Mistress, is so achingly gorgeous in her power and beauty. My pleasure is peaked just by watching the raw desire in my Mistress' piercing eyes. She looks like she wants to tear me apart and it's all I can do to keep myself from begging for her to wreak havoc on me.
Lady K is merciless, alternating between licking, sucking, and nibbling my chest until I am damn near biting through the bit. Her oral expertise has me grinding my hips hopelessly against my bindings seeking release. Lady K teasingly moves her hip in between my legs for the briefest of moments. Just long enough for a split second to grind my clit in relief against her before she pulls back. Finally, Mistress calls for Lady K to stop.
Lady K rises, her lips plumped red by her recent activities, and winks at me before stepping back to kneel and watch. I manage a panting "Thank you, my Lady" before my Mistress stands before me, two clothespins in hand. My Mistress removes the bit gently from my mouth and lifts my chin so I am looking directly into her eyes. "Does my Pet remember why their Mistress favors clothespins?"
"Yes, Mistress. My Mistress is my lifeline. The clothespins bind us together."
"Perfect recitation, Pet. For that, my Pet will be rewarded."